Apron → Corset

I daydream idly. Rather than sitting in casual clothes and 'Apron' from attempting to cleanse Arma's room, sitting at court in my proper dress with 'Corset.' Full and proper attire. Part of a normal, uncursed, untainted family--

--but unfortunately, that's not how the fates have struck us.

Regrettably, my dress had to be... somewhat soiled during my efforts, but I fortunately know some techniques and spells to clean it. Why do I...? Well, because I help the staff when I can, of course. It's "demeaning" and "below my station" but father is too busy and of too high a status and a man besides, and sister is... even less fortunate. So it falls to me, the second child, to do such 'unseemly tasks' (and what a joke that is, compared to my dear sister's activities).

Perhaps someone was right? But then, if I'd allowed the staff to enter and attempt this surely one of them would have been caught by this trap. I don't want that. I would not wish it on anyone. It's quite a miserable fate of its own... at least, unlike dear, unfortunate Arma I'm... still myself? Why... Why does that feel... wrong? Or at least, not quite right?

This stillness is getting to me. It must be driving me mad...

(princess' sister, wavy light-green hair, corset, princess' dress, surprised expression, medium breasts, tiara, stockings, modest skirt, standing in a castle bedroom)

[AN: You snuck one in right before I reset the rotation, and didn't have a change this time around so... here you go. And that'll probably be it for now for today.]

[Phrases changed: 4 / 10. Current track: we're at 40% Princess' Sister, 60% baseline Cheryl.]